Gus opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The boy has also reached the age of ignorance and fierceness. Sometimes he is awakened by the hot power in the middle of the night and is surprised by his expansion.

So, he knew what it felt like to fall in love with a girl, and he also knew, uh, what the devil meant by "picking up girls".

But I didn’t expect that the gods and demons who are arrogant are so... approachable, down-to-earth, and still need to pick up girls?

The boy suddenly felt that the so-called gods and demons were no different from mortals.

In other words, mortals may also become gods and demons. Does the so-called "ascension" really exist?

This night, facing the dark road ahead, Gus thought for a long time.

He did not rashly agree to the devil's request, but did not refuse completely.

He decided to see more scenery along the way before making a decision.

In the next half month, this fleet full of mechanical demons and steam demon believers continued to sail towards the "land of hope" in the south.

Along the way, they encountered several interceptions by the Iron Fist Army.

But the news of the Fist Temple was too slow after all, and there were not many troops sent out, and the level of the strong was not as high as that of the "Luotian High Priest" in Qianyuan City.

The residents who eat water on both sides of the river, even if they are not believers of the "Mechanical and Steam God Cult", are often sympathizers and secret supporters. Gus also has arrow-blasting guns and Vulcan cannons provided by the demons.

Therefore, there is no level that can successfully intercept them.

Countless Iron Fist Army, swept through Gus' firepower, turned into scarlet powder.

In this way, Gus' status in the minds of the defeated generals was getting higher and higher day by day. The name of "Son" has long been worthy of its name and has been deeply imprinted into the hearts of all believers.

They were originally stray dogs who fled in a hurry, but inspired by the "Son of Holy Son", their morale was extremely high, as if they were not escaping to the south, but marching to the south to participate in the decisive battle between the Iron Fist Army and the Steam Army.

Indeed, the more the fleet sailed south, the more scenery the river was on both sides of the river, the weaker the control of the Fist Temple.

This can be seen from the marinas and the facilities of the towns on both sides of the river.

At first, when I was still in the north, the docks on both sides of the river were often driven by manpower, whether loading and unloading goods or towing ships.

They have seen countless strong men with a back and waist, who can carry hundreds of pounds of goods alone and squeak the wooden boards laid on the dock.

I have also seen countless boatmen with dark skin and strong muscles as strong as steel, dragging the boat with cables as thick as arms to survive the stormy waves of the rapid flow of water.

No matter how heavy the work or the dangerous the area is, people rarely use tools, let alone complex machinery.

But as the fleet headed south, gradually, wherever it went, the iron fist army battle flags with steel fists were drawn, becoming increasingly sparse and dim. On the contrary, various tools appeared on the dock that rely on winch and gear drives to use levers to reduce the burden.

Those cleverly designed levers and slings can be driven by thin, ordinary people and even women, lift the goods directly from the ship and slide into the warehouse on the shore.

Continuing south, Gus even saw hydraulic mills and factories in some villages along the river. They started day and night, and the rumbling of machinery was even more surging than the river.

Andre, the commander of the fleet, told Gus that in the south, the flour produced by hydraulic mills was white and fine, and was at least two grades higher than the quality of artificial mills in the north, but the price was 30 to 30% cheaper.

Similarly, many spinning factories in the south use hydraulic power to drive spinning machines. The fabrics woven are both sturdy, light and cheap. Even with the shipping fee for secretly transporting to the north, it is more cost-effective than hand-woven local fabrics on the northern market.

Even the northern believers who are most devout to the Fist God will be moved when facing cheaper but better quality flour or fabrics.

Further south, hydraulic power has gradually been replaced by more stable and powerful steam power, and the various commodities there are even more variety, with good quality and low price!

Southern merchants secretly transported these goods to the north and made a lot of profits. Northern residents never thought that there were so many exquisite things in the world, and the prices were so cheap.

In this way, all kinds of goods that were originally worshipped to the Fist Temple came to the pockets of southern merchants.

The Fist Temple was furious and naturally beat the southern merchants into evil spirits, and used the goods they made with the power of machinery and steam as the temptation of the demons.

The Fist Temple cut off the trade route, captured merchants, and sent the Iron Fist Army to the swamps covered with water nets in the south, which were originally considered unimportant, smashed machinery, burned factories, and tried to suppress all activities of the "Mechanical and Steam God Cult".

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents. The so-called struggle for faith is ultimately a struggle for interests. The southern merchants whose factories were destroyed were unwilling to sit and wait for death, so they took out all their wealth and organized a "steam army" to defend the factories and trade routes, and spent a lot of money to support the activities of the "Mechanical and Steam God Cult" in the north, trying to dig out the corners of the Fist Temple from the root.

In this way, the "Steam Rebellion" has become increasingly fierce. Until today, in the south, the Steam Army has been able to compete with the Iron Fist Army, and even has a vague trend of coming from behind.

Such a magnificent change, the old and the new changes, if it were replaced by the previous Gus, they would probably be excited and excited, and they would like to join the Steam Army as soon as possible, representing emerging forces full of vitality to eliminate the stubborn and stubborn forces.

But now, we learned from the demon that the seemingly magnificent alternation between the old and the new is nothing more than a play as expected by the "Fist God". These people who struggle, struggle, fight to the death and sacrifice for their own destiny, these believers who devoutly believe in the true gods in their minds and believe that a bright future will surely come are nothing more than chess pieces that the "Fist God" can play with, or even a series of insignificant data.

The boy was sad and angry.

He wanted to roar into the sky, but finally swears in his heart.

He swore that he would definitely make the damned boxing god - no, the damned boxing champion pay the price.

He will let the boxing champion see them - whether they are chess pieces, ants, or a string of insignificant data that can be tampered with and erased at will!

Finally, half a month after leaving Qianyuan City, the fleet sailed into the southern region.

The boundary between the north and the south is a burning broken fortress.

The fortress, which was originally controlled by the Fist Temple and stationed by the Iron Fist Army, was now broken by the Steam Army. The seemingly solid copper walls are full of holes bombarded by the steam cannons. The fortress is burning with the glorious Iron Fist Army flag that was once glorious!
Chapter completed!